"He... He is your older brother, your missing sibling, Adam."
Those words were like an apocalypse. It was demonic to hearing, and sounded soul shredding. Andrea couldn't even breathe properly, with such news being stuck up her throat.
Badump ~ badump ~
Her heartbeat raced faster than sports cars. Her head felt like exploding at the moment. She looked into Adam's eyes, feeling that familiar bond, yet felt repulsive towards his presence, like he was a cataclysmic fruit born from evil.
"You can feel it as well, right? That feeling that makes him dangerous to even his family when in close range. That's why I did everything to keep him safe, but the brat kept running away." Timothy said with a snort. He really didn't have any malicious intentions against his own flesh and blood, but his own son always made him look like the bad guy.
